My wondering eyes…

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As I find myself in bit of dilemma, being that I am an eleven year old trapped in a fifty-three year old body, where I find that in these sunny days in Vancouver brings out the deviance in me.  I find myself staring at all the beautiful women whom this city has in an abundance, in which I am truly grateful.  What disturb me even more are what parts these wandering eyes stare upon.  It is distasteful; however there seems to be, no ending it.  These are just wondering thoughts that stream through my mind, which makes life much more challenging for eleven year old stuck in a fifty-three year old body.

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